From: lordofalostplanet@gmail.com   
      
   On Tuesday, July 25, 2023 at 12:56:23 AM UTC-4, Carolyn Jean Swikard Berg   
   wrote:   
   > I Am A Huge Slut    
   >    
   >    
   > Recently, I participated, in a willing, great hook-up. The week before    
   > I participated in a willing make-out session. I just moved to a new    
   > town. I don't know anyone around here that well, and the unfortunate    
   > thing about that is that I don't know who knows who -- for instance    
   > how close hook-up A is to hook-up B. This is where my story really    
   > starts.    
   >    
   > Let's call the two guys I've hooked up with Boy A and Boy B. Boy A had    
   > a crush on me. Since I had only known him for about a week, I assumed    
   > it was casual. I was wrong. At some point during our short time    
   > together, he decided we were in a relationship. Now, we're talking    
   > about a guy that I've probably seen four times in my life and who I    
   > never told I was interested in being in a relationship. This is where    
   > Boy B steps in.    
   >    
   > I had met Boy B the week before and found him attractive. The next    
   > week I saw him at a party and we began talking about Lord of The    
   > Rings, Zombies and Star Wars. Clearly, I was interested. One thing led    
   > to another and we hooked up. The next day I texted Boy A and he    
   > responded by saying (and I quote): "I heard Boy B jack-hammered your    
   > crotch last night厃ikes."    
   >    
   > Despite his triggering, offensive, misogynistic language, I responded.    
   > I told him that it was unfair of him to assume that there was    
   > something solid between us. I told him not to deny my sexuality and    
   > not to hold me to double standards. What he said back was this: "Stop    
   > bothering me you dumb whore." I decided to just say nothing, to not    
   > give him the satisfaction of knowing just how much his texts had    
   > gotten to me. But I was so upset and angry. I felt disgusting, like a    
   > pile of trash, and I know that's what he wanted me to feel like.    
   >    
   > I have my theories why I felt this way. It has been a little over a    
   > year since I was pinned down and raped in my own bed. The    
   > "Jack-hammered your crotch" comment just sounded so violent, so rapey,    
   > that every time I think about it I am disgusted. My stomach literally    
   > clenches and I feel sick. The term whore made me feel low, like maybe    
   > I'm wrong for liking sex as much as men, maybe I am worthless, maybe I    
   > should be used for sex, maybe that's all I'm good for. For the first    
   > time, I understood how much it hurts to be called a whore or a slut or    
   > a skank - whatever the term may be - or to have you sexuality    
   > questioned. Even after attending Slut Walks, being an active feminist,    
   > knowing about rape culture and understanding the effects of    
   > slut-shaming, I lost myself in the idea that maybe being a slut was a    
   > bad thing, that maybe I had been wrong all along. My entire belief    
   > structure had come into question because of one jerk.    
   >    
   > Then I remembered the day I lost my virginity. The day I had sex for    
   > the first time, it was not to a guy who was my boyfriend. Some of you    
   > may call that slutty, but I knew that I wanted to have sex. At that    
   > moment, there was nothing more that I wanted, and when it happened, I    
   > regretted nothing. But I also remember thinking that no one would    
   > understand, that if I told, I'd be called a whore and a liar. And    
   > there was that word again: whore. The word that people use to control    
   > our sexuality, to dismiss us from sexual pleasure, to dismiss our    
   > claims of sexual assault, to dismiss our humanity.    
   >    
   > We live in a country where tens of thousands of sexual assault cases    
   > are reported every year. And who really knows how many go unreported.    
   > I think this all goes back to the word "whore," to the idea that women    
   > do not have sex for ourselves but for male attention, because we have    
   > low self esteem, because we have daddy issues, because we want to be    
   > popular, or because we're just plain crazy.    
   >    
   > It starts in our first health class. We learn that boys masturbate    
   > more than girls (or is it just that boys talk about it more because it    
   > is considered more socially acceptable for them to pleasure    
   > themselves?) In our high school health classes, we are told that the    
   > only way to be safe is to remain abstinent, that if we wait until    
   > marriage, sex will be so much better. We are taught about blow jobs,    
   > but the blessing that is cunnilingus is never mentioned. We learn    
   > about male ejaculation, not about female. Every day we are shown how    
   > cool Robert Downey Jr. is for remaining a swinger throughout his    
   > career, and on the same channel told that Miley Cyrus looks like a    
   > slut in her video.    
   >    
   > As a gender we have been dismissed. Slut is not our word. It is the    
   > word of our oppressors. It is a word they use because the idea of    
   > female sexuality does not fit their conservative view points. But I'm    
   > going to fight that now. I'm going to say:    
   >    
   > Dear Guy A, I love sex. I choose to love sex. I choose to have sex    
   > with whomever I want. I am great in bed and I am proud of that. I look    
   > amazing naked and yeah that makes me feel really confident and sexy.    
   > Sex is my choice. So if liking sex, and liking frequent sex, and    
   > liking experimenting with new partners makes me a slut in your mind,    
   > then so be it. I am a huge slut. And there is nothing wrong with that.   
      
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